Ha’ven had waited impatiently as Saba Monda took his time walking back along the path to the village. The need to see Emma grew deep inside him until it became an unbearable ache. He had breathed a sigh of relief when the village came into sight. Turning, he opened his mouth to demand the location of the river only to find Saba Monda’s eyes twinkling as he pointed to a path to the right.
Ha’ven had dipped his head in appreciation before he strode over to the path. The moment he felt sure no one from the village could see him, he broke into a run. He had to stop several times and let small groups of women and children pass him as they came back from their baths. The women chuckled and shooed the children to the side when they moved to surround him. He nodded as he scooted around them.
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